Raise your triumphant songs

To an immortal tune;

Let the wide earth resound the deeds

Celestial grace has done.

2 Sing how Eternal Love

His Chief Belovéd chose,

And bade him raise our wretched race

From their abyss of woes.

3 His hand no thunder bears,

Nor terror clothes his brow;

No bolts to drive our guilty souls

To fiercer flames below.

4 He shows his Father’s love,

To raise our souls on high;

He came with pardon from above

To rebels doomed to die.

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears;

Let hopeless sorrow cease;

Bow to the scepter of his love,

And take the offered peace.

6 Lord, we obey thy call;

We lay an humble claim

To the salvation thou hast brought,

And love and praise thy name.